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“Better keep quiet Yoichi,” Aiku murmurs huskily, his warm breath ghosting across the tips of Isagi’s ears. Their bodies are flush against each other, the air around them is hot and stuffy leaving them out of breath as they continue tearing into each other, hoping to dull the intense feelings of need for the other. “You don’t want anyone to hear us now, do you?”

Aiku continues thrusting sloppily, his hands gripping Isagi’s thighs firmly as he holds him up, the sounds of muffled moans and skin slapping against each other echoes off the dreary walls of the storage room they’re stowed away in.

“Mm-ngh I c-can’t, ah I can’t…hah it’s too good,” Isagi can’t help but whine out, his hand muffling it while his other hand stays pressed flat against the smooth surface of the door. His thighs are trembling and his body is tense as his body is assaulted with pleasure. “Ah don’t stop…n-ngh I-I’m close.”

“Hmm I don’t think I heard you, what was that?” Aiku says with a teasing smile, clearly enjoying how wrecked Isagi looks and sounds. He likes that though. He liked watching Isagi go from a menace on the field to being nothing but a desperate whore for his cock.

“Mmmph… why a-are you slowing down?” Isagi huffs out questioningly, as the muscles in his abdomen are completely tense and starting to ache, begging for release.

His fingers are digging into the door, the metallic colored paint being chipped at by his nails. He looks back to see the smug look on Aiku’s face, a mischievous sparkle dancing in those purple and green eyes.

“ I think…I want you to beg.” Aiku pretends to ponder it for a moment, his stubble grazing the sensitive skin of Isagi’s shoulder. “Hmm…yes, I want you to beg for more sweetheart.”

Soft whimpers leave the pretty pink lips of Isagi’s lips as he squirms around while being completely sheathed on his cock. He silently observes as Isagi tries to speak but only lewd noises spill from his mouth as he struggles to fight the pleasure wracking through his small body.

“I’m not.: Isagi gasps quietly, trying to catch his breath with a stubborn look on his face. He can feel Aiku’s cock slowly thrusting in and out of him as his pussy throbs with need, his juices spilling out and dripping onto the ground. “I’m not going to beg.”

“Oh are you sure about that? You’re not gonna like what happens if you don’t.” Aiku teases while slowing down his thrust even more, enjoying the way his cock drags against the warm inner walls of Isagi’s tight little pussy.

“Hah…ah I’m not begging you, you asshole.” Isagi hisses out, his brows furrowing and annoyance gleaming in his eyes. A bead of sweat rolls down his cheek and Aiku leans in, tongue poking out to lap it up making him shudder in delight.

“Alright well I warned you, so have it your way.” Aiku says with a cold tone as he halts his thrusts completely making Isagi whimper in confusion. “You chose this for yourself.” He sighs out as his hands make their way underneath Isagi’s armpits, lifting him up and off his cock.

“W-what are you doing?” Isagi grits out as he stumbles a bit, steadying himself with the help of the door. He watches in confusion as Aiku pulls his shorts up and picks his jersey up off the floor, shaking the dirt and dust that had settled on it off.

“I’m heading back to the practice I ditched for you.” Aiku says annoyance clearly in his voice as he turns to leave, his jersey still in his hands. “What else would I be doing?”

“Wait, wait,” Isagi mutters anxiously as his gaze flicks between Aiku and the door. “You can’t just…just leave.” He couldn’t believe this, was Aiku really doing this right now? They were in a storage room for god’s sake! In the Ubers stratum too…he’d have to do the walk of shame all the way back to Bastards stratum.

“I told you what I wanted,” Aiku says completely unphased, a smug look dawning on his face as he stares down at Isagi. “If you want me to stay so badly…beg me, that’s all you have to do.” Aiku says while waiting patiently, admiring the way Isagi’s pale skin flushes red with embarrassment.

“Go on beg, beg me to fuck you,” He continues as he leans in, the single lightbulb flickering over them casting dark shadows onto his face. “ Beg me like a whore… beg me for my cock sweetheart.”

“I-I can’t,” Isagi hesitates, but as he watches Aiku roll his eyes and turn to leave, the words spill from his lips. “Please…please f-fuck me Aiku, I want-no I need your cock.” His dark blue eyes glow with unshed tears at the humiliating act of begging for something like this. His face displays the embarrassment and shame he feels, but he continues. “Please f-fuck me like a w-whore.”

“Like a whore? You are a whore,” Aiku says with a smirk on his face, he reaches out and grips Isagi’s chin gently. “But how can I say no when you begged me so sweetly hmm?” He leans down and brushes his lips against Isagi’s, relishing in the little moan he receives in return. “Such a good boy for me sweetheart.”

“I hate you so much, you f-fucking asshole.” Isagi whines stubbornly, the scruff of Aiku’s beard scraping against his chin as they share a tender kiss. Aiku’s large hands move to his waist, squeezing gently.

“You don’t hate me when you’re bouncing on my cock like a whore.” Aiku chuckles out as he turns Isagi around and presses into his back. He admires the way pale skin turns a light shade of pink as he continues to press his chest flush against Isagi’s small back.

The air around them is hot and their bodies are sticky with sweat as they breathe heavily, his leaking cock is rubbing against Isagi’s lower back, precum dripping down the side of it.

Isagi could feel hot puffs of air hitting his neck making him squirm. He feels Aiku’s cock slip in between his thighs, brushing against his still wet cunt making him shiver and let out a needy moan. A husky chuckle rings out and he blushes, his thighs quivering around Aiku’s thick cock.

Fingers pinch at his sensitive nipples as he struggles to keep his composure. His resolve starts to crumble as one hand continues to tease the peach colored little buds while another hand makes its way to his cunt.

A finger toys with his swollen clit as he mewls in pleasure, his slick acts as lube as Aiku’s cock thrusts between his thighs.He covers his mouth with a hand in a desperate attempt to muffle the pathetic sounding noises leaving his mouth.

“So desperate for my cock aren’t you sweetheart,” Aiku purrs as he toys with Isagi. “You want more?”

“P-please…I want more.” Isagi moans out as Aiku’s fingers slide between the plump lips of his pussy and tease his leaking entrance. “Please, please…p-please.” Stupid Aiku and his stupid pretty face and stupidly big cock making him beg like, like a whore.

Aiku pushes his finger into the tight heat, the walls of Isagi’s pussy clench around his finger tightly as he works it in until it’s knuckle deep. He thrusts his finger in and out, curling it occasionally to hear the pretty little noises slipping out that Isagi tries to muffle. His other hand is still toying with Isagi’s perky little nipples that have gone from pink to a rosy red as he tugs on them occasionally.

“Are you ready for another finger sweetheart?” Aiku says ah he trails kisses up Isagi’s spine, as gentle as leaves falling to the ground during fall. He licks at the small beads of sweat that slide down Isagi’s back, breathing in Isagi’s scent of flowers ,like a bouquet of lavender and peonies oddly calming and sweet.

“MM-nngh yes p-please, Aiku please.” Isagi whines softly which turns into a moan halfway as Aiku adds another finger at his request. The fingers occasionally brush against his sweet spot that has him wailing into his hand as he writhes in pleasure.

Juices constantly leak out of his pussy, making it easier for Aiku’s fingers to thrust in and out of him. He stares at the white ceiling as his nerves are on fire and every small movement has him whimpering in pleasure. Aiku thoroughly loosens his pussy, exploring every bit of him that he can.

“Alright, are you ready for a third finger sweetheart?” AIku grunts out, his cock is twitching and aching with need but he ignores it and focuses on Isagi, who looks completely disheveled.

“Yes please nnngh, please hurry up.” Isagi cries out, his body trembling with need, making it harder to be patient. He closes his eyes as he pants into his hand hotly, his fingernails digging into his cheeks and undoubtedly leaving marks.

“So demanding.” Aiku chuckles as he adds a third finger, stretching Isagi’s pussy as it tightens around his fingers. He speeds up the pace of his thrusts as he fingers Isagi, quickly loosening him up. His patience is running low as his cock throbs with need, standing up and demanding attention as it leaks precum profusely.

“Fuck it,” He says, pulling his fingers out of Isagi hastily and pressing his cock against the entrance of the dripping cunt. “You ready sweetheart?” Aiku murmurs huskily as his cock throbs against Isagi’s sopping wet cunt. His chest aches with hunger and desire as he restrains himself from plowing into Isagi like an animal, instead waiting for his favorite word to leave Isagi’s pretty pink lips.

“Please Aiku, I need it,” Isagi sobs out, his pretty ocean eyes shimmering with unshed tears and his body shaking with need. “P-please, I need…I need your c-cock.”

A pleased sigh leaves his lips as those words leave his lips, it drives him crazy and sets his heart ablaze with desire. Oh how he loves Isagi’s lovely voice begging, how he loves hearing the word please come from his mouth.

He slowly pushes in, his cock stretching Isagi’s tight pussy and filling it up to the brim, carving a place out inside just for his cock.

“You’re so fucking tight sweetheart.” Aiku grunts as he bottoms out, Isagi’s pussy clenching around his cock like a vice. He catches his breath as he prepares to fuck the brains out of Isagi until all he can hear is his name being said.

“Aiku…Aiku it f-feels so good n-nngh,” Isagi cries out in ecstasy, all he can feel is Aiku’s cock inside him. “Please f-fuck, please..more.”

“Fuck, I got you sweetheart.” Aiku rasps out as he moves his hands underneath Isagi’s thighs and picks him up with ease, moving into a standing full nelson position. HE pulls out before jackhammering into Isagi’s pussy ruthlessly.

Isagi squeals out loud in shock as Aiku’s cock slams straight into his g spot, a brutal pace is set that has the spot being abused, making his body spasm with pleasure. His head lolls back against Aiku’s strong shoulders as his pussy is hammered into.

He feels like he’s going to finish already as his stomach burns and white spots dance in his vision. He can only weakly grip Aiku’s wrists, his nails digging into the skin and leaving marks. His vision is blurring as Aiku bounces him on his cock with no mercy.

“Aiku s-slow down…I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna-” Isagi cuts himself off as he wails out, his body being overwhelmed by pleasure and electricity runs through him as he orgasms, his pussy creams ing around Aiku’s cock. “Aiku…Aiku, oh god A-Aiku.”

“Fuck cumming already sweetheart? That’s a new record,” AIku growls out as a drop of sweat drips down his face, his brows furrowed as he puts all his effort into holding Isagi up as he plows into him.

Isagi’s pussy is throbbing around his cock and he can feel the slick spilling out and dribbling onto his muscular thighs. “I’m not even close to being done sweetheart.”

Isagi whines as his aching pussy continues to be filled and brutally used by Aiku’s huge cock. He’s long since stopped trying to be quiet as his cries and moans bounce off the walls of the small storage room. He can feel Aiku’s hot breath against the nape of his neck and every now and then Aiku leaves a tender kiss.

“They can probably hear you moaning like a bitch in heat for my cock,” Aiku growls as he continues to impale Isagi on his cock, plunging into his tight pussy. His fingers dig into the soft flesh of Isagi’s thighs as he bites down onto his shoulder leaving a noticeable mark.

“What do you think they’re gonna say after hearing how much of a whore you are for my cock? Your rivals? Your friends? Your teammates? Your master…Noel Noa who’s also your idol?”AIku grunts out, enjoying the humiliation on Isagi’s face.

Tears drip down Isagi’s face as he’s filled with shame, it doesn’t last long as he’s overwhelmed by pleasure and his mind goes blank. Aiku’s cock abuses his g spot as a fire starts up in his belly.

It’s hard to even think let alone speak as his brain cells are fucked out of him. All he can really think about is Aiku’s cock and how good it feels. He’s sobbing in pleasure, drool dripping out of his mouth and dribbling down his chin as he chants Aiku’s name like a mantra, like it’s the only word he knows.

“Just like that sweetheart, let me hear how much of a whore you are for my cock, let everyone know who you belong to.” Aiku growls as his hips slam against Isagi’s ass crudely. He’s sure everybody in the Uber stratum can hear Isagi, maybe even the other stratums and it’s so fucking hot.

He wonders if Isagi’s little friends, the ones who are so obviously crushing on him, are listening to Isagi’s moans and cries of pleasure. He wonders if they’re jerking off to Isagi’s noises, to Isagi moaning his name wishing it was them instead.

He can feel Isagi’s body tensing up and he sees those pretty blue eyes rolling back into his skull as his body violently spasms as his orgasm rocks through his body. He knows Isagi is close once again and starts speeding the pace of his thrusts up.

Isagi is gasping for air as his pussy throbs in pain and pleasure, it’s swollen and weeping as Aiku continues carving a space out in him for his cock. He’s not sure how much more he can take as his whole body is aching and sore as he is pushed past his limits.

His mind is fuzzy and he can’t think, not a single thought is in his head right now. Drool is still dripping down his chin and his tongue is lolled out as he pants softly.

“Shit sweetheart, you look like a dog in heat.” AIku coos as he takes in Isagi’s disheveled appearance, yet it doesn’t slow him down one bit as he continues to brutally assault Isagi’s sweet spot with his cock. He can feel his balls tightening and the fire burning in his belly signaling his incoming orgasm.

He groans loudly, almost animalistic sounding as he empties his balls and pumps Isagi’s pussy full of his cum. He can feel Isagi’s body trembling in ecstasy as they orgasm together, their bodies pressed against each other tightly.

“Fuck sweetheart, your pussy is so good.” He grunts out as Isagi’s pussy milks his cock. He rests his sweaty forehead against Isagi’s shoulder and tries to catch his breath. He thinks back to the first time he’d fucked Isagi, it was right after the U20 match, Isagi had been a virgin then. All shy and nervous as he stumbled around, who would have thought he’d turn out to be such a whore?

He slides his cock out of Isagi, letting their juices spill out onto the floor as he sets him down. Isagi stumbles a bit before steading himself against the door.

“You’re an asshole Aiku,” Isagi pants out as he stares at the mess they’ve made. “How am I supposed to leave like this?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about sweetheart?” Aiku says smugly.

“Oh yeah, how about now?” Isagi says as he uses Aiku’s discarded jersey to clean the floor. “And stop calling me sweetheart.”

“Damn it, I have a game later you know?” Aiku groans out as he picks up his now ruined jersey. “And I’ll call you whatever I want sweetheart.”

He tries to ignore Aiku’s complaints as he tries to figure out how he was gonna leave like this. He watches confused as Aiku gets down on his knees but before he can question it, he feels Aiku’s tongue slide through his messy pussy.

“Hahhh…Aiku, Aiku,” he whines out as he feels Aiku’s tongue lap at both their combined juices in between his legs. He can barely stand as his pussy is eaten out, his tug and pull at Aiku’s hair, loud whines leaving his lips. Before he can finish, Aiku pulls away while licking his lips and standing up.

Whatever he was gonna say is cut off as Aiku kisses him tenderly, he can taste both himself and Aiku. He groans softly into the kiss, leaning into Aiku as he places his hands on his chest. Aiku pulls away leaving confused.

“You should get going sweetheart.” Aiku chuckles clearly having fun fucking with Isagi. Aiku chuckles as Isagi puts his clothes on while being clearly annoyed. He watches Isagi step out. He shakes his head and gets himself dressed, he’s rather confused when he notices Isagi just standing there in the doorway.

“Why are you still here sweetheart? You should get going before someone fi-” Aiku stops himself as he notices his team standing there as well as his coach. Some were grinning at him while others didn’t seem too impressed and a few glares from the Blue Lock kids.

“I hope you two…enjoyed yourselves…Isagi, you should get back to your own stratum.” Marc Snuffy sighed. He did not get paid enough to deal with any of this, that’s for sure. He watched the kid scamper off before turning to give Aiku a disappointed look. “Let’s get back to practice please.”